

Status wrote:Mood:I feel horrible. Very tired, didn't get sleep last night.
What I'm doing:I'm at my grandparents' house for a visit with my Bro, Mom, and stepdad.
Gonna RP?:Maybe, not sure. Maybe one or two.
Poof possibility:Very possible! Watch out!
Fav song at the moment:Some nights by Fun.
A great man once said wrote:Destiny is not a matter of chance; It's a matter of choice -Anonymous

T r u e ♥ wrote:
Name ] "My name is Catherine Lee Johanson."
Nickname ] "Most people call me Cat. My 'friends' sometimes call me Kitty Cat just to get on my nerves."
Age ] "I'll be 19 soon, but I'm still 18."
Gender ] "Isn't it obvious that I'm a girl?"
Hair ] "I change my hair often, but it's original color is caramel blonde, and it is actually somewhat curly. However, I currently have it dark brown, which appears slightly red, and wavy."
Eyes ] "My eyes are a very deep, startling blue. Some people think I'm wearing contacts, but I swear, that's my real eye color!"
Build ] "I'm of average height, about 5'7", and am very slim. I have long legs, and a somewhat slender body. Some people say I could be a model if I was just a little taller. My father says I have an hourglass figure, but I am smart enough not to believe everything he says."
History ] "My mother died just after giving birth to me. She was already very sick, and her pregnancy did not make it any easier on her. My father had to feed me with a bottle, and I am very grateful for his presence. He supported me and loved me, taking me home and helping me grow up. I've always blamed myself for my mother's death, but my father is very insistent on claiming that it wasn't my fault. He always tells me that it was just my mother's time to go, and says that I was the blessing she left for him. At first, I had to go to the hospital often, first to get my tonsils removed, and then because I had broken my arm. Then my leg. My father was always laughing at me because I couldn't go over a month without hurting myself in some way. I could never sit still and was always getting into trouble. I loved to dance and climb and run, so it wasn't unusual for me to have bruises on my arms and legs. When I was twelve, my father died from cancer. I was devastated, and sent to my Aunt's house to live. She was kind to me, but I never formed a real connection with her. At that point, dance was the only thing that I was passionate about. It was the only thing that could get my mind off of the lack of my parents. I practiced for hours every day, which is probably why I never gained any weight. By the time I reached High School, I was very fit and athletic. I did not hesitate to start a dancing club, and found that there were more people like myself. I made many friends, started taking dance lessons, and then teaching my fellow club members to dance as well. I feel very blessed, even with the loss of both my parents. Now, I feel like my life is becoming complete, though I know that something is still missing. Maybe it's love? I doubt it though.
Siblings ] "I've been an only child all of my life."
Parents ] "My mother died just after just giving birth to me, and my father died twelve years later due to cancer.
Habits ] "When music comes on, I can't sit still. I have to dance to the beat."
Phobias ] "Hospitals ..."
Favorite Food ] "Ooooh, that's a hard one. I LOVE food. Spaghetti maybe? Or perhaps it's ... Pizza! Yes, I know. Typical."
Favorite Color ] "I love all colors, but if I had to choose just one, I would probably have to say a softer color of red/orange."
Favorite Song ] "Gypsy by Shakira"
Skills ] "Dancing. Hands down. No questions, no doubt, no hesitation."
Personality ] "I have often been described as outgoing, friendly, and fun to be around. I don't really think that describes me completely though. I'm also very stubborn, sometimes shy, and very controlling. Okay, not 'very' controlling. But I do sometimes get a little bossy... But that's not the point. I am very passionate about the things I enjoy in life, like dancing. I will stick up for the things and people I believe in. I don't like seeing people hurt, which I guess would mean I'm very considerate of others, most of the time. I sometimes ramble, please excuse me if I ever do so. I love kids and usually end up becoming a 'leader' when I'm in a group. I'm not sure why, but many people seem to look up to me. It puts a lot of pressure on me, because I know others think of me as a role model sometimes, and I know I'm not perfect."

MerlinLuver wrote:Merlin
"Alright." I said and talked to a person. They took out the cat and handed it to Toby. "Do you need cat supplies?" I asked.

"I don't hit her because
i'm rude, i hit her because
she pisses me off."He had heard the whole
conversation with Trent and
Jasmine. He pulled out his
phone and texted her after
there conversation, "Meet
me outside, now," he texted.
He had guessed that she knew
he was mad. He rarely texted
her unless she texted him first.
Andrew wasn't always mean to
her. He could be nice sometimes,
like when he takes her out to dinner
or takes her shopping, things like
that. He walked outside of the
school so he could meet Jasmine
there.

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